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so then, he meant to leave.
oh, but you have barely visited with us. my fault, i suppose, to press you in to service so swiftly. she radiated a new energy, refusing to let him draw back the proverbial curtain. this was the arrangement with pharaoh; he could do as he pleased within his own han.
she wondered what could be done to change things. how to best broach the subject of the boy, karasu-no-hane.
she weaves around him in the hallway, ducking gracefully, moving as if to lead him along.
are you intent on remaining a rōnin? a wanderer, untethered, who roamed the backroads. it was a life for those disgraced and so far as satsu could tell, there was nothing disgraceful about germanicus.